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Minerva drove a blue painted speeder truck through the streets, carrying boxes of water for workers and their families. Her gloved hands on the wheels, she maintained a balanced pressure on the pedal. Seeing ahead a wagon filled with hay pulled by two identical beasts of burden in an intersection Minerva eased off the speed before going for the brakes, letting the wagon be drawn by an elderly man. Within the T-Visor she smiled at how the old man looked completely focused on his goal.
No doubt he's been doing this for years. A man of the soil. True farmers are disciplined, committed to their way of life. Because much depended on them.
Once the wagon was on the other side Minerva resumed her drive with engines blaring. Making a right turn she stayed on that course noting people repairing roofs or putting bricks along the way. Having fought for as long as she had ruins was so common in her view that at times Minerva had gotten to such sights. Sighing to herself Minerva thought.
But for most of them total war wasn't a common occurrence here. I suspect many will want to adapt to make sure their world can defend itself more effectively against future invasions while enjoying what they have. Well I’m not so sure about a number of their nobles but the others more than likely.
Minutes later Minerva stopped at a construction site and parked, signaling with an engine horn that she arrived. Soon enough Utkais workers and Alliance personal rushed over to get the latest water supply. The warrior stayed inside the truck, intending to go find more stuff to bring to others once they're unfinished unloading the boxes.
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